What do you do….?

What do you do when your heart is aching, your soul is breaking, and you’ve stretched your optimistic positive thinking to its limit. When you’re sitting in the middle of the ocean and there’s not a drop of water to drink. When you’re waiting, hoping, praying for some acknowledgement that somebody hears, or even cares about your screams. When in a world of 6 billion people, you feel like you’re the last one left. What do you do?